Weekend update

It's been a fun week. I thought I would make the best of it since this was technically my last 'holiday week'. Will be joining my new office from tomorrow and though I'm really looking forward to it, I can't help but feel a li'l sorry about not being able to laze around now :P. Been about a month, wow that's really long. Sigh!

I saw Goal this Friday. It's an okish film...could have been done better. Bipasha was a complete blonde, Arshad Warsi was practically wasted and I have no idea why there was a 'Billo Rani' who kept sucking on her own lips like a nympho. The good point- obviously- was John. He is THE only reason to go and watch the film. And maybe, Boman Irani. It can be a disappointment for people who're gonna watch it for the love of the game. Na-ah.

Saturday night was fun. Had dinner at A's place. Pretty chilled out. Except for one little big thing. A fight. Between friends. Blown out of proportion probably because of an overdose of alcohol. Hmmm... my two best friends, arguing with each other. It's not the fight that bothers me. It's the lack of understanding between them. Worsened now, by the lack of communication. What ya... :(

Anyway, I know either of them will come to their senses soon. At least I hope so. At this moment, my recently-turned-bald 1 yr old neice is sleeping soundly next to me, making the most adorable faces. Makes me wanna curl up too...yaaawwn. Will write soon about my 1st week at the new workplace. Cheers folks!

I love my friends!!

You know, whenever I think of my happiest times, I only picture myself with my friends. Even if I'm at the most boring place ever, I can only remember how much fun my friends made it for me. I don't have a vast group of friends, I'm closest to only a handful. And I love each one of them! Let me now introduce you to the people who mean the world to me:

Milo: Hmm...I don't understand why people spend a bomb on "soul-searching". I do that everyday with my best friend! This girl knows me so well, probably better than I know myself. I can talk to her about ANYTHING at all, at ANY time of the day or night. And she'll patiently hear me out and give me the best advice she can offer. Sooo many times I've cribbed to her (these days that's my fav pastime) about the most insignificant things. She's scolded me, cried with me, laughed with me. We haven't fought yet (touchwood) maybe because we both know we can't live without talking to each other. Right now also, she's pinging me to go shopping with her! But really it's so great to have someone who understands you so well. I don't have to say a thing and she knows what's going on in my mind!

Nika: Niks! My atom bomb! Hehe! Unpredictable is the word for her. Niks is like my mom and my daughter- combined. Sometimes she behaves like an annoying teenager and other times she takes care of me like my mommy would- tucking me in et al. She and I share a different chemistry altogether. She's always full of ideas of something to do all the time. Be it watching films or discussing books, or playing scrabble. This one will not let me sit idle! I'm like an agony aunt for her- always giving her advice. But I can't imagine my life without her. She's just there...always. :)

Netra: Walky-talky Cartoon Network! She's so animated all the time! Netz has been there for me when I needed a friend real bad. She's a lil brash at times, says exactly what's on her mind. Fights like she's gna kill u, and loves like she's never gonna let go. She's lifted my mood in a less than a minute with her crazy cartoon-like behavior! She may sound like a very bindaas woman, but gets very serious when she has to. And makes me see sense when I'm being stupid! Netziee is also my style guru, coz somehow she just knows what will look best on me! Really luv her for being there for me when I need her.

Mehul: He has got to be the most patient guy on Planet Earth. The way he listens to my constant bickering...it's amazing! He's like my love guru...always getting me back on track when I stray back into my past. Sometimes coaxing, sometimes with a very bad scolding! He's been so very helpful during my worst times, always cheering me up with his silly jokes! I can trust him to spring up from anywhere, anytime just to make sure I'm doing OK. Thank God he's around or I'd have been pretty lost!

Tina: My mommy!! Hehe...she practically took me "under her cover" when I was in Mumbai. Our shopping excursions used to defy time and we used to hang out together so much, it's not funny. Now I haven't seen her in about 7 months, since I shifted back to delhi and our "meetings" are restricted to GTalk and telephone conversations. Miss her company so much!

Bhajji: She's small but don't let her size fool you! She's fierce when it comes to defending her friends. She's always always supported whatever I do. She's shown her concern in more ways than one. Even if she's super busy (which she is these days) she'll somehow make time and come and catch up. Just her unconditional and sincere love is enough to make you feel special!

Bhargav: He's one of my best buddies, but would you believe if I tell you I haven't seen him in a whole year? And I think we've spoken for precisely 3 times during this time. That's coz he's a shippie and is on sail almost all the time. He's lives at the other end of the country but still manages to keep in touch (with some effort from my end too of course). He's a complete joker and most of the time we have less conversations and more arguments. Waiting for him to get back so I can bug him again!

Well that's about it. These are the people who rule my life. And I'm ever so thankful for them to have them with me. I don't think I'd be complete without them. Thanks guys, I love you all! *Hugs*

Tina

When I came to Mumbai, I wasn’t looking for friends. Colleagues, casual acquaintances, yes, but not friends. Especially not long lasting ones. But then, I met Tina. I hadn’t acknowledged her presence (nor had she acknowledged mine) until after the first month of coming to the same class. We just happened to bump into each other on our way to college once and surprisingly, much to our delight, discovered we live in the same building. Since then we’ve practically been inseparable.

It was so easy to like her. She’s a typical ‘baavi’, a Parsi to the core. In love with her religion, and in love with love. It was fascinating to know she was engaged at 20. She was different from my peers. While the others were all busy trying to get down to business, Tina was busy spreading her charms. Studies were (and still are) the last thing on her mind! Not that she wasn’t bright. She just had very different priorities from the rest of us. She’s rather stay home and take care of her ‘Goolu Maasi’ than finish assignments. Or pay a visit to her in-laws. Or tend to the many relatives of hers that kept streaming in throughout the year. Or go shopping! It was so lovely to have someone as refreshing as her to talk to after a harrowing day at college, ‘coz Tina is always smiling.

It’s amazing how easily I put all my trust in Tina. She’s one of the few genuine people left in this world. Observant like hell, she has funny interests. She likes noting down bus numbers and knowing where which one goes. She likes hospitals for God’s sake. She’s shit scared of butterflies. She makes the funniest sound ever, when she gets hiccups! She loves buying gifts for anyone and everyone. She sleeps in class. But every time you mention the word ‘Parsi’, or ‘Hyderabad’ her head pops up and her face breaks into a smile (‘coz she’s from Hyd and loves her city)! She goes crazy when she sees a ship (coz her fiancé is a shippie). And she simply loves taking ferry rides.

We’ve had so much fun together. The best time we had was when we went to Alibaug with our respective boyfriends, and she gave me tips on the art of seduction! Silly girl! Right now, she’s down with typhoid and is admitted to the hospital. I’m so worried for her. I hope she gets well soon. Miss her crazy antics so much! Gonna miss her all the more when I get back home. I am so used to seeing her around, she’s almost like a sister to me… it’s gonna feel really empty without her in Delhi. She better pay me a visit… Tina, if you read this, just wanna let you know…you’re really special, and mean a lot to me. You’ve really made a difference in my life. Thanks for being who you are…love you lots! And get back home pleeeaaase!!

Shoe People

Stilettos, flats, wedges, tie-ups, sports shoes…I love em all! I suffer from a shoe fetish…I’m crazy about em! I guess it’s a girl thing…but there’s something extraordinary about shoes. I think the kind of shoes people wear, defines their personality. Whenever I meet someone new, my attention first goes to their feet. Believe me, I’m completely put off by someone without a decent shoe sense. Anyway, I was talking about shoe personalities. I’ve actually analyzed people by their shoes, and more often than not, my observations hit bull’s-eye!


For instance, my friend TS wears delicate, pretty kinda shoes… stilettos, or strappy things, or closed shoes that resemble a doll’s footwear! She’s a typical girl! Soft spoken, feminine and a romantic. Thinks more from her heart than her head.

Another friend of mine, AG, loves wearing sports shoes. Not too stylish, keeps it simple. Also, he’s more into greys and blacks. He’s a football freak and a geek!

Then there’s NA. She’s got a whole collection of shoes in the latest styles and variety of colours! She’s vivacious, fashion conscious and has a very vibrant nature.

Another classmate of mine, AB, wears floaters mostly. Anywhere he goes, he has them on. He’s laidback, easygoing, slightly shabby but quite adorable.

And of course, there’s Milo. The woman has a hoard of shoes! Mostly black and red, her shoes are flat or with a very tiny heel. And they’re simple but stylish and quite sexy! She’s a no-nonsense person but lets her hair down once in a while! Thinks from her head, but lets her heart lead in some cases…

I could go on about my ‘shoe- people’. My own shoes speak volumes about me! Which is why I’m so particular about how I dress up my feet! :P I love observing everybody but that doesn’t mean I let my assumptions stop me from talking to them. I just like to start on the right ‘foot’!

Missed you all!

Oh it feels so good to be back agen! I'm so very sorry to vanish like that, without warning. The last few days have been really really hectic around here. My house is being renovated from top to bottom...and everthing is just strewn around. I'm literally living out of a carton. My beloved computer is dismantled so I'm completely helpless! But hey I just discovered a cyber cafe today, and couldnt resist the temptation to say hey to my favorite blogger buddies! Missed you all so so so much! Was getting regular updates from TripleSix on the comments everyone was sending in. Thankyou all sooo much for being so patient with me. Although I still wont be very regular, but I'll make it a point to visit at least once a day. The project also is going to take up a lot of my time...feels odd to be suddenly busy!

Well, I better run along, there's loads of work to be done! Take care everyone! :)

The call

Don’t u just hate it? Waiting for a call is soooo...aargh! Got an email from a friend the other day. The last line of which said, 'will give u a call sometime, maybe Saturday'. Ohk. Cool. No problem.

So its Saturday.
Wake up around 9.
Look at the phone.
Have milk.
Look at the phone.
Read the newspaper.
Look at the phone.
Go take a shower (no, no, the phone's outside!)
Come out and look at the phone.
Bugger!

Went online for some time. Maybe there's a mail from him saying he's somewhere in the Arctic and isn’t near a phone. Nope. No such luck. Sigh!

Try to study. Open my notes. "Satellite Communication in India...". I can feel my phone staring at me. The Calvin screen saver innocently lookin up at me with that evil grin...no! I'm not gonna look. I’m not looking.

And then...

*Beep beep*

I reach out and snatch the phone. One message received. Come on, come on, open inbox...friggin' Hutch! I toss my phone is disgust and try and concentrate on better things like Satellite Communication. Yea, right.

15 mins later I'm fast asleep over my books.

A couple of hours later, I wake to a the sound of a bell ringing...I hurriedly look at the phone. Oh, its the door. *Groan*!

Time passes. Between studying, reading a book and watching a film, the phone did not ring and my anxiety grew like never before.

Dinner time. The phone's as silent as if it were in a graveyard!

Finally I'm gettin ready for bed. Giving the stupid phone, one last hard look, I switch off the light and go to sleep.

5AM: The phone rings suddenly in my ear causing me to wake up with a jolt and bump my
forehead on the headboard. What the…oh the phone's ringing!!

"Hello...??!!"
"Hey, were you sleeping?"
It’s him. No one else can ask such an obvious question and then expect an answer.

After 15 mins of chitchat, we say our goodbyes...And then the inevitable.

"Ok, so take care...will give you a call sometime...bye!"

Oh, well.

A really really bad day...

This post has been put togethr by us two miserable souls...triple six n mirage.

[Mirage]- We had a perfect start to the most pathetic day of our lives. My mom decided it wud be fun to throw a breakfast party for her friends at yoga...at 6 AM. We were rudely awakened by 'the morning people' as they lined outside our room, and used MY loo...not being the least considerate for two sleeping beauties.

[Triplesix]- So we were up since 6:30…..and all I cud hear was mirage cribbing…that we wud have a long day today….how right she was!! Our plan of action included, going back to my PG at north campus, then go buy gifts for two friends whose bday party we had to attend, and then we had planned to go for Flight Plan in the evening.

We cud do nothing of the sort.

[Mirage]- After reaching triple six’s PG, the world came crashing down, and our plan went down the drain.

[666]- Turns out, my PG owner, had placed a huge lock on my door…making it impossible for me to enter. On asking for the key, he refused outrightly and blew his top off…with his rage spilling out on us…

[Mirage]- We were taken aback to see that this 85 yr old frail looking man cud have so much energy inside him…and we were at the receiving end of his blind rage. Um, at least triple six was!

After much arguing, and glaring and coaxing and abusing, it was mutually decided that triple six wud have to go. Frustrated, tired and angry, we spent the next hour packing all of her stuff with her shouting at the top of her lungs, “My books and cassettes first….pack them first”!

[Triple six]- We dumped all my stff at my uncle’s place for the time being, and now homeless me is taking refuge at mirage’s place. And we’re so miserable rt now…and its been a tuf job trying to make this post funny….

[Mirage]- …esp for triple six, who’s a lot better than she was a few hours ago.

Our bday party, ruined, our movie schedule got delayed plus we hd loads of frnds calling us to ask what happened, and we having to repeat the whole incident word for word. Mentally, physically and emotionally drained….we’re now signing off.

Ayesha

I still remember the first time I saw you...a small, shabby looking kid, hair all messed up, your uniform awkwardly hanging on your thin body. But you had an infectious smile, so when you grinned at me, I couldnt help but smile back. You were the first friend I had, because I was too shy to talk to any of the other kids. You befriended me when the others ignored me. That was back in KG; since then, we became inseparable.
We discovered we lived pretty close, so we were in the same school bus. It was fun sitting in the last seat- coz it was the biggest in the bus- talking and laughing, sharing secrets and sometimes quarreling over little things! You always gave in, in the end.
We were together until class IV, when there was reshuffling and you had to go to another section. But you were so lonely there, that your parents had to request the principal to change your section. We were together again. But I had new friends and couldn't be with you all the time. You used to beg me to play with you...I wish I had listened.
We soon moved to senior school and this time you couldn't be with me, in my class. But you always came to meet me in the lunch break. I forced to you to be friends with my other pals. But I was still your 'bestest' friend! I wish I could've understood how lucky I was.
As we grew up, distances between us grew too. My friends used to make fun of you...and I supported them. I can't believe I was so vain and selfish. You used to call but I didnt take your calls. You invited me to every birthday party you threw, but I always turned you down. I was happy in my own world, didnt think I needed you. I was so wrong.
In class eleven a classmate gave me 2 of your envelopes addressed to me. You had sent them through some teacher. I opened them, thinking it would be yet another invite to some stupid party. But they were letters that you had written in your broken handwriting. They said that you were very sick and wanted to see me. You missed my friendship. I knew this time something was really wrong. I called at your house, and they told me you were in the hospital...but they wouldn't tell me what happened. I had a sick feeling inside on my way to the hospital. I met your parents, your mom looked so sad. They said you were in the ICU. I couldnt talk to you because you were in a coma, but I could see you. My heart was sinking. I couldn't believe what they just said. Only a few weeks ago I saw you in school, you looked fine. How can you be in coma?? Its just not possible. They took me to the room where I could see you. I looked through a glass pane, and saw you surrounded by tubes, and needles stuck in your skinny arms. You looked so vulnerable. All the times we shared, all our memories washed over me as I gazed at you. I wanted to talk to you, to tell you how sorry I am, to ask for your forgiveness. But it was too late. You couldn't hear me.
On January 9, 2001, I got a call saying you passed away. It hit me like a bolt of lightening. You couldn't die. Not without talking to me one last time. I had so much to tell you, so much to ask you. But you just went away. You died without forgiving me. You died too soon.
You lived your short life with zest, Ayesha. You considered me your best friend but I was unfortunate to understand how precious and special you were. You've taught me so many things about friendship and love. Never again will I betray a friend. Never again will I choose a friend over the other. And I won't wait till the end to apologise to a friend. I'll never forget you... Ayesha, you with your sunshine smile. Happy friendships' day.